Pet Peeve: Having To Load The Bowl Again After You Finish It

I still haven't learned the difference between love making and fucking.

you never taught me

What does it really matter who said "I love you," first if I am the last to hang on?

Excerpt from a book I haven’t written yet

I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.

Jenna, Waitress (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

(via hplyrikz)

From time to time, it seems like it could all be okay again. It seems like I could run into his arms and we could forget that we had once broken up or fought or disagreed at all. But sometimes it feels like I’ll always be stuck a page ahead of him. It feels like he’s running as fast he can and I’m walking as slow as possible but I’m still too fast. And for that, I am deeply sorry.

i miss you so much that i almost put your name in this one (via fraagmented)

I don’t need to go to college I can learn anything I want through youtube tutorials 

Lured (1947) dir. Douglas Sirk

can we still talk about twilight on here

You have to let it all go. The way he kissed you, the way he smelled, the way he touched your waist and pulled you in. You have to let it go and you have to let him go. Because that’s who he was, not who he is.

(via the-taintedtruth)